Still Struggling

I am still struggling to try and get my head around the experiences we had in Haiti. I think about the people we drove by that were without a doubt starving and in extremely difficult situations and I feel heartbroken. I remember the kids at the orphanage and realize the pain many of them have gone through separating from their families either through death or a mother handing over her child in hopes that they will be fed and have a chance for a better future. I think about the water bottles filled with filthy water from the streets and watching people drink them not because they want to but because they really have no choice.

I think about how random life seems and how blessed we are to have been born in a country that provides opportunity and put many of the challenges Haiti faces behind us. I think about the huge party we witnessed while there and the massive energy and enthusiasm everyone had as they danced and put the challenges of daily life down for a few hours and just enjoyed themselves. I remember the pride on the mens faces as they walked by, things looked unbearably impossible but they face the challenges with a certain dignity and grace.

This experience has made me take time to reconsider my life and the huge opportunities I have had. I have a renewed energy to make a difference for as many people as I can both at home and in Haiti and I now have a greater testimony of our responsibility to help each other and look beyond ourselves.